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rece beautiful (and) intriguing, you heard them mentioned but never listened to :)

and she didn't succeed, fortunately.. Anyway, voting for the aforementioned book seems ridiculous to me; treatises (and this somehow falls under that category) were certainly not created for matters of taste. If you're Paolo, know that there's really nothing funny about this; at most, it's amusing to see certain titles reviewed at the bottom, but it's pointless for you to bother writing it down because it's not funny, not because one can't joke about it, but because this is definitely not the way. To anyone who wishes to approach philosophy with strongly romantic connotations (and here I speak of the typically German existentialism), I recommend "Hyperion" by Friedrich Hölderlin, which is simply magnificent.

Nice review, this must fall into the category of enjoyable nonsense :)

"even better than Queen and the Beatles" no way, right?

this, to date, I've never heard.. anyway, great review, not too case-based (not that it's a flaw, quite the opposite) but beautiful!

I don't know how you end up in the philosophy department, sadness.

@donniedarko: the solution to the "problem" is actually much simpler, and it involves seeing time as the best cure for the mediocrity of an era. In the '60s, very few people paid attention to the Velvet Underground or the Pink Floyd of Piper, partly due to a lack of sources of information, and partly because pop and rock music has always been more tied to the business that shapes audience tastes and conditions their requests. Similarly, in the '70s, popular culture will mainly remember things like Queen and certainly not the German rock scene or the Pere Ubu, or the not-so-sad '80s in light of the new wave and indie releases that perhaps for many only generated reflecting balls, sequins, and glitter. Here, then, arises the question: are we sure that what people "will remember" is actually the history of rock? Years pass, the possibility of accessing testimonies that broaden the boundaries of what is known about the music of a particular period increases, and discerning between what is relevant or not, and weighing the artistic value of proposals, so as not to have a vision limited to the "usual names," becomes a duty.

please come on, literary dereviews, not no..

Aside from the ten thousand entirely scandalous sequels, I want to highlight the cinematic crust "shark swarm" by the director of Buffy: two and a half hours so bad and boring that they are hilarious, perhaps the worst movie I remember. I recommend it to everyone a bit.

However, everyone tells me that Will Smith is brilliant, but it's undeniable that he has only acted in crappy movies. "The Pursuit of Happyness" was already bad, how bad can this one be? Moreover, Muccino boasts in interviews about having destabilized the way Hollywood makes movies, claiming that it "wasn't ready" for films of this kind. Quite the slick move.